An old man with a bent back who limped in, slow and stiff, leaning heavily on a cane. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food. We can love on a snow cornice, we can love over a pail of whitewash. Listen, it is I. And what took you to Remenham House?’ ‘I shall come to that presently,’ said Gerald cautiously.
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